Camp Writing

I was bored waiting for my turn, I could see other people flying across to the other side. The lady clicked the harness on me, at that point I felt my heart beating like it was in a race. The lady who was running it called my name, I started walking up the stairs, each step made me more nervous. I was waiting for the man on the other side to unclick the person that was before me and fix up the tyres. I told the lady “ I don’t think I want to do this.” But the lady said “ Do you know what all the boys that have been on this were more scared than girls were.” I started laughing. The man waved his yellow flag. It was my turn to go across. I slowly stepped off the brown plank, I went zooming across to the other side, I was screaming at the top of my lungs. Finally it was over I made it to the other side of the flying fox. I smashed into the tyres I started drifting out, but lucky the man quickly grabbed me. My eyes were so watery. But it wasn’t over, it was just the beginning of the flying fox, we had to walk on this high hill to go over to the other part of the flying fox to go across. I wanted to go again, again, again, but it was over we had to go over to the water slide now.